Mo Hua was startled. He immediately flattened himself against the roof beam, utterly motionless.
At the same time, a strand of Divine Consciousness swept roughly across him, but failed to see through his concealment.
The burly man withdrew his Divine Consciousness, having found nothing. Furious, he shouted, "Who's there, skulking around?"
The middle-aged cultivator frowned as well and released his Divine Consciousness, sweeping his gaze over the surroundings.
A noticeably deeper strand of Divine Consciousness passed through the roof beam and settled upon Mo Hua, piercing the concealment of the Concealment Array on his body.
But beneath the Concealment Array was another layer of concealment from the Concealment Technique.
It was already night, and the roof beam lay in shadow. Even a half-baked Concealment Technique was not easily noticed.
The middle-aged cultivator saw through one layer of concealment but still failed to discover Mo Hua. After a brief hesitation, he withdrew his Divine Consciousness as well and said blandly:
"No one. No need to be so jumpy."
The burly man said, "Impossible. Someone's watching me!"
The middle-aged cultivator shot him a glance. "Nonsense. Aren't I watching you right now?"
The burly man neither agreed nor disagreed, but the viciousness remained on his face. "No. Someone must be spying in the dark!"
Mo Hua's heart sank, every nerve drawn taut.
The middle-aged cultivator asked, "You mean someone snuck in?"
"It's not impossible," the burly man said.
The middle-aged cultivator gave a disdainful smile. "Do you know where this is?"
Without waiting for the burly man to answer, the middle-aged cultivator sneered:
"This is Deep Mountain within Great Black Mountain—the stronghold where we Evil Cultivators live and make our stand!"
"At the entrance is the Concealment Array I set up. The high walls bear the Compound Array I laid down. Every room,